Buffy insisted on seeing the huge, polished wood weapons trunk Xander had re-made her after Sunnydale had cratered. Not only was it a gorgeous piece that someone she cared about had made for her, it was filled with every weapons she'd collected in the last several years. Which was kinda a lot. She signed the release slip then turned to Danny with a smile. She knew he hadn't taken his eyes off her since she'd down up. She was a hunter, supposed to notice these things. She tilted her chin up slightly and her head just to the side, looking up at him.
"The girls and I watched Top Gun the other day. Movies with Tom Cruise pre-crazy are allowed there. So in the immortal words of Mrs. Goose, aka Meg Ryan, 'take me to bed or lose me forever'." Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she watched Danny.
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"The girls and I watched Top Gun the other day. Movies with Tom Cruise pre-crazy are allowed there. So in the immortal words of Mrs. Goose, aka Meg Ryan, 'take me to bed or lose me forever'." Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she watched Danny.